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Renji and Starrk were on a mission of the highest priority, food. They had eaten Urahara out of house and home, thus the eccentric man had informed them if they wanted to continue to take shelter they needed to provide some groceries. Never mind the fact Shunsui and Juushiro were also staying there, Renji grumbled to himself, Starrk smiled lightly glad for an excuse to leave the confines of the shop for awhile and enjoy a nice day. They had eaten lunch at a local ramen joint, Renji insisting it was best to go shopping on a full stomach as you tended to buy less. Starrk had pointed out that he wasn't sure how much of Renji's food ended up in his stomach as it seemed most of it was splattered on his shirt and in his lap. Renji had laughed heartily gathering Starrk up in a large bear hug and showering him with kisses, to Starrk's dismay he also saw some remnants of noodles and sauce now clung to his clothing.
Grimmjow slumped in the booth of the café, he took a sip of his coffee and enjoyed it as the hot liquid made its way down his throat. He had just finished eating and was about to head back out when a flash of red appeared in his peripheral vision, he knew that hair color. He turned to look and stared, mouth agape. There next to that infernal red headed shinigami was the man he had been searching for since the war. He hastily threw money on the table not caring that it was far too much and throwing on his hat to hide his blue hair he hurried from the café and followed the two men.
He watched as they weaved in and out of the crowd, obviously in gigai's, which is why he had not been able to sense the man's spiritual pressure. He was disguising himself on purpose, but why? He didn't have to wait long for the answer to become apparent as he saw the flame haired man gently grasp the brunette's hand and he saw, with consternation, that the brunette had a pretty blush running across his nose. He snorted, leave it to the primera to be the one who defected and vacated the throne. As Aizen was defeated and his hold over the espada broken Las Noches demanded a king to rule, and as befitting his rank the primera was the next in line. Grimmjow and the others had known he was not killed through the bond that they all shared, yet they could not find him and Ulquiorra was ruling in his stead. He was a good and fair ruler but the stresses of repairing a kingdom did not suit him, and he too knew Starrk was the man for the job. He watched with hooded eyes as they pair crossed the street and entered a small grocery store, he wanted to speak to Starrk, to tell him everything about home; he trailed in after them waiting for his chance.
"I think we may do better if we divide and conquer" Starrk pointed to the list, Renji handed it over and watched as his lover ripped it in half. "I will meet you back here when we both are done" he smiled, his white teeth showing and Renji felt himself inexplicably turned on by the sight of those two sharp incisors that just earlier had been nipping at his neck. His gaze turned seductive.
"Yes, the sooner we are done here the sooner we can return. The sooner I can get you back in bed" he added huskily, his eyes burning with lust. Starrk grinned and headed off into the aisles in search of sugar, the first thing on his list. He was so lost in thought of what he would do to his lover when they returned home that he barely noticed when he bumped into a hard wall of muscle. Looking up he stared into familiar cyan eyes.
"Grimmjow" he breathed softly. Grimmjow grinned and took the larger man's arm, forcibly dragging him into the aisle.
"Starrk, where have you been? We have been searching for you!" He said in a low, dangerous tone.
Starrk frowned "why? I am here and happy."
"You can't stay here forever, you don't belong here. We need you back in Las Noches, you need to take your rightful place as king. Ulquiorra is ruling in your stead right now" he hissed in a tone that booked no argument.
"So let him rule, I have no desire to be king" he shrugged lightly. Grimmjow shook him roughly
"stop being so damn lazy. You are the primera, this is your duty" he stressed the word. "You can't stay here forever with your shinigami boy toy" he spat out "they will figure it out and then what? You'll be executed. Fat lot of good that will do anyone. We need you more than he does, hell you can still be with him just travel back to see him but you owe us to do right by us."
Starrks eyes widened at the tirade from his friend, he made a valid point. "If I go back, I am to be king?" He raised a delicate eyebrow.
Grimmjow nodded "as primera it's what you are to do. Aizen made us in order of our strength and as the strongest among us you are first in line for the empty throne."
"What of Harribel?" He queried, he knew she was alive he had felt it.
"Did I not stress the word king?" It came out as a snarl "besides, she has no interest and deferred to Ulquiorra."
"Perhaps I have no interest" he said lazily, looking bored.
Grimmjow hauled him up by his collar so his feet were barely touching the ground "Oh but I think you do Starrk. Can't you feel it? Thrumming in your blood? Aizen made you special you know, that damn scientist found all the records. You were his intended."
"Intended?" He managed to gasp out between breaths.
Grimmjow laughed low in his throat, "oh yes, he intended to marry you and impregnate you to carry on the line. We have found many interesting things out since we have been free. It is clear Aizen made you in the image of himself, except that you are a summation of his good qualities, and that includes the quality to rule over us."
Starrks head reeled; he was to be married to Aizen? And knocked up? He silently thanked kami the shinigami had won the battle and he did not have to suffer that terrible fate.
"It is" Grimmjow hissed "imperative you return to us and take your rightful place, we will find a way for you to be with your shinigami but right now your brothers and sisters need you more. Will you abandon us Starrk, throw us aside the way Aizen did?" His baby blue eyes had a hard glint to them and Starrk was sure that Grimmjow was looking into his very soul. No, Starrk had been without companions before and he would not wish for any of his breather to suffer the fate he had so long ago endured.
"Do you promise you will find a way Grimmjow?" The younger man look startled, and then let out a soft puff of a sigh.
"If that is what you want, though, what you see in that crazy ass shinigami I will never understand." He lowered Starrk to the ground.
"Yes you do" Starrk said softly, "you feel the same way about Ichigo." That earned him a hard stare from the blue haired beast, his eyes wide in disbelief only to turn to pure and utter chips of glass a moment later.
"Starrk Coyote, if you so much as breathe that out loud again I will kill you, so help me."
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